Sun Rising by Anita Neilson Sun rising from the sleepy horizon of its dormancy. Golden atom split by the arrow of time. A new day is dawning. Sunrays blinding this temporal shift from then to now. Senses drowned by the tidal wave of sounds. A new day is dawning. Body and soul bathing in each wave of light washing over and through. Placid waters skimmed leaving little trace in the fabric of time. A new day is dawning.